Songs of Burning - To Victory

Herman I pray, may your reckoning bloom

Bard of lost myth may your battle song loom

May all of the bourgeoisie

Burn to death in agony

Herman I pray, may your reckoning bloom

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I want to scream into the stormy weather

In every language that’s graced this world, ever

I want to scream may the fire-flood come

Burn-drown the comfortable, exploiter scum

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Herman, your truth can’t be said but is known

In all the children who will not be grown

May all of the comfortable

Lose their comfort, lose it all

Herman, your truth can’t be said but is known

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I want to scream into the stormy weather

In every language that’s graced this world, ever

I want to scream may the fire-flood come

Burn-drown the comfortable, exploiter scum

———

Bard of the war

Bard of the glory

Bard of the gods

That tell the story

Bard of the rage

Bard of secrecy

I still remember

Your first history

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I want to scream into the stormy weather

In every language that’s graced this world, ever

I want to scream may the fire-flood come

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